it is not lostthis love for authorityour desperate thirst for the certainties of promises already outlined in their entiretyforetold and complete

rather than promisesthat promise nothing except the moment that waits for its next momentnot knowing

for when one actually looks at the sky rent open at night to depths we don't even believe we can seegive me a book with answers in the backwe cry once out of infancy and in the thickets of language wherein roam pronouncements and the assurance of judgment and justicewhere such notions had scarcely any propriety at all save for the breath of their being saidthe breath which gives up its hold on the world its bid to still for an instant

god's kingdom thisandgod's kingdom that

if god is in the details it is because details like xeno's paradox proliferate at the microcosmic scale where infinitely speech betrays its initial desire to hold the thingto not only approach but to seize zeroinstead an incantation that trails off only as we pass through itthe ledger that counts infinity and places us in direct communion with death and its forever unknowing

this familiarityrather than raising helldestroys heaven out of compassion for the devilcoming abject and naked with begging bowlthe danger that we too will become abject and naked is the evil we must take on if god is love after all if in love we are to dream of what breaks those promises open and leaves them ruined, amorous, exchanging glances.

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You have me thinking again - thinking in ways that I had set aside for quite some time, not because I consciously wanted to do so but instead because I have been distracted .. a woman on a mission .. possessed of my daily ups and downs and lately so many remarkable things happening in my life.

But you knew that.

What you probably did not know was my passion for considering "live, the universe and everything" - philosophy "lite," comparative religion, and free-form contemplation of all of this and more.

Along the way, I lost touch with these things largely because I could never seem to honestly give myself a break from the mundane long enough to .. think. ("life is what happens while you are busy making other plans")

So while I have nothing remarkable to say in reply to the subject matter of your post - I will say that it has awakened this side of me again as I read it through several times.